isn't it all worth it???

First a disclaimer- the thought is not entirely my own… but the moment I read this, it pulled some string somewhere and these words started flowing. As usual I am in no mood to rein them in, so writing this.

We often are afraid to fall in love, we think that these attachments bring with them a lot of sorrow, tears and heartache; at least I have always felt so. And so I believed, it is better to keep a safe distance from any emotion of this sort. But a simple book questioned this belief of mine. Won’t give the verbatim thing, but my version of the same (you might want to read the book yourself).

Suppose I meet a stranger. I like him and for once ask this over-protective brain of mine to shut up, and fall in love with him. He, a person with twinkling eyes which remind me of a starry night. We spend some wonderful time together, with me smiling every time I look into his eyes. And then one day, we have to part. It is tough, I feel devastated; I cry and feel that not letting me get into this would have been the wiser thing to do. And then I notice something. From then on, every night when the stars shine, to the whole world they are just the shiny objects in the sky. But for me they are the eyes which make my heart skip a beat. As time passes, the pain subsides and the stars remind me of the time when I thought I was the happiest person on earth. While to everyone else, they are insignificant objects far off in the sky; to me they bring a smile. Isn’t that something I should be thankful to the person about- for giving me a new reason to smile?

True, love does bring tears, but isn’t it all worth it???

Btw, the book is titled "The Little Prince"

A beautiful mind…

Noticed someone and spent hours pondering over a question- does our mind play games to deceive us, or do we play games to deceive our mind?

He was always aloof, full of questions, searching for something. He had really strong likes and dislikes. Valued certain things, considered some completely useless. Suddenly I see him trying to change himself, doing things that are unlike him. Why, I wondered???!!!

A closer look revealed a complete different picture. I see him snapping all ties- ties which he now proclaims were unimportant. I try to fit the pieces of this puzzle together. If I know him even a little bit, I would say that if this breaking of bonds had no meaning, he would have never done this. The people involved might be insignificant, but the action does have a meaning.

Is he planning to end his search and involve himself in the more mundane events, or was he so haunted by his own questions that he is trying to shut them up, building a façade which appears more “normal”? What is he doing, trying to tell his mind that although he has easily snapped so many ties, he is not getting inside any closure; he is in fact now doing things which all others around him love doing.

Would his mind be so easily deceived? Does he realize that the outer shell that he has built still has some gaps from where his true self tries to peep out? Does he realize that the shell is just a make-believe cover to the complex being that is getting more complicated day-by-day? It will break some day and the person emerging would be even more difficult to handle than the one who exists today. Why is he running away from the reality?

But there is something else that worries me more. What if the shell never breaks? What if the façade becomes a fact? What if he loses himself trying to be one of the other so-called normal persons? I hope he doesn’t.